Discovering words with something to say

Penning poems and stories every day

                                                             

Draining cups of coffee, right on cue

Feeling emptiness, like singing the blues

 

Holding on to thoughts, waiting to give birth

Sailing onward, words waiting to unearth

 

Painting with dazzling textures, shapes, and hues

Viewing sketches, filling these eyes with clues

 

Searching for future poems, like twinkling stars

Linking verses while traveling to Mars

 

Crafting words, really not science you see

Navigating this writer’s mind, feeling free

 

Seeking prose, lost deep in this writer’s soul

Uncovering a few, making each day full

 

Looking for stories, over each rainbow

Finding inspiring words, eager to flow

 

Drinking more coffee, than one should consume

Creating endless text, now ready to bloom

 

Grasping this pen, creating one more tune

Drafting a masterpiece, ready by Noon

 

Writing encounters monumental quests

Hoping these words will always pass all tests

 

Honoring these writing moments, so sweet

Dreaming of fashioning each splendid treat